Page 27 of Arrogant Playboy

When I walk out, Matthieu has his arm around Georgia.

“Rosie is in the end room.”

“Thanks,” Georgia says, pulling herself from my cousin’s arms. We watch in silence as she walks away and closes the door behind her.

“Louis has gone to his room and asked for us to leave him alone. Emily didn’t want to see him.” Fuck. I run my hand through my hair. “How’s Rosie?”

I shake my head. “Not good. And Georgia?”

“Not good.”

It’s beena couple of days since Paris, and I haven’t heard from Rosie, not that I am expecting to as she has a lot going on with Emily staying with her. But I want to be there for her.

Matthieu: They charged Yves with sexual assault.

Daniel: Finally. Thank fuck. Does Louis know?

Matthieu: Yes.

Daniel: How is Louis?

Matthieu: Relieved that they are pressing charges. He’s hanging in there.

Daniel: He hasn’t disappeared into the bottle again.

Matthieu: Not every night.

Daniel: Most nights?

Matthieu: Do you blame him? I can’t get the images out of my mind of what we saw when the door was opened.

Daniel: Neither can I.

Matthieu: I wanted to kill him.

Daniel: I do too.

Matthieu: Just when Louis was finally happy. Why?

Daniel: Because Yves is a sick individual.

Matthieu: How are the girls?

Daniel: Haven’t heard from them, but my security guards tell me they are safe.

Organizing security for Emily was the only way to placate Louis into letting her go back to London.

Matthieu: Good.

Matthieu: Do you think Louis and Emily can ever get back together?

Daniel: I hope so, but I don’t know.

Matthieu: He sends her sunflowers every day.

Daniel: He does?

Matthieu: Louis says it reminds him of her. She was his sunshine.

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